Thursday, July 22, 2021

Oh, Good - More Wealthy White Dudes (Who Don't Pay Their Taxes) In Space ...


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Just what we needed.  

And just in case you had any doubt that Jeff Bezos was going through some sort of midlife crisis, I think the pictures say it all ... 

Mm hmm.

You know, I bet 82-year-old Wally Funk, who was aboard, even snickered to herself at the shape of the rocket. 

Or perhaps she was just super happy with the size? ;)

I'm not sure what the cowboy hat is about.  

Was he trynna re-enact the scene where Slim Pickens rides the bomb from Dr. Strangelove or-?

And then to top it all off, he thanked Amazon employees and we, his customers, for paying for this ride ...

Oh, eff off, Peter Pan.

PAY YOUR TAXES AND GIVE MORE TO CHARITY - instead of taking 10-minute, multibillion-dollar, phallus-shaped rocket rides, which benefit absolutely no one but yourself! 


FYI, no one in America is likes Jeff Bezos, despite his politics.  He's another one of those self-proposed liberals we don't like to claim as being a fellow liberal - the elitist type without a clue - like Mark Zuckerburg, Sean Penn, and the numerous white wealthy Karens we all know.


Because he has the reputation for being a rude, temper-tantrum-throwing, credit-taking-for-others-ideas, micromanaging, giant ... well ... 

Well, it did also benefit Wally Funk, the former Air Force pilot, who was one of a 13 women to go through - and successfully pass -  the original Mercury 13 training  for women in space, but the program was later canceled -  she earned and deserved that opportunity.  Go Wally!

But otherwise, once again, I'm reminded of Gil Scott Heron's poem, "Whitey On the Moon" 


A rat done bit my sister Nell.
(with Whitey on the moon)
Her face and arms began to swell.
(and Whitey's on the moon)
I can't pay no doctor bill.
(but Whitey's on the moon)
Ten years from now I'll be payin' still.
(while Whitey's on the moon)

The man jus' upped my rent las' night.
('cause Whitey's on the moon)
No hot water, no toilets, no lights.
(but Whitey's on the moon)
I wonder why he's uppi' me?
('cause Whitey's on the moon?)
I was already payin' 'im fifty a week.
(with Whitey on the moon)

Taxes takin' my whole damn check,
Junkies makin' me a nervous wreck,
The price of food is goin' up,
An' as if all that shit wasn't enough?

A rat done bit my sister Nell.
(with Whitey on the moon)
Her face an' arm began to swell.
(but Whitey's on the moon)

Was all that money I made las' year
(for Whitey on the moon?)
How come there ain't no money here?
(Hm! Whitey's on the moon)

Y'know I jus' 'bout had my fill
(of Whitey on the moon)
I think I'll sen' these doctor bills,
Airmail special
(to Whitey on the moon)

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